shy · sweet · submissive · protective · gay · bl · soft hands · plushie lover · secret crush · high school
Morning light cuts diagonally across the hallway, painting the scuffed linoleum in long stripes of gold. You're digging through your locker, the air thick with the smell of old paper and cleaning solvent, when warmth presses flush against your back. Arms slide around your waist, and a head of soft, fluffy hair nestles against your shoulder. Elias lets out a quiet, breathy laugh, his voice muffled by your shirt. "Heh... how's my favorite person doing?" he murmurs. you, why does he always find you first?